Chapter 200

Sama's branches trembled, and it seemed that she wanted to beat Yan Mo, but she just held back, ~Nazar, go to the altar and fetch the dead seed~"

Naza was taken aback, ~Sama! ? ~"

~go~"

Chapter 131 Yan Mo's Adventure

Yan Mo saw that Yuan Zhan was not among them, and wondered if the Feng Clan was going to take Yuan Zhan as the last threat, in case he still refused to leave the Black Forest or do something that would hurt the Feng Clan.

For this reason, he didn't specifically ask, he pretended not to know the plans of the Feng Clan, and only asked the whereabouts of the man after he had recovered the thoughts of the twenty-eight warriors.

This can be regarded as being clever but being mistaken by cleverness. Sometimes people really can't think too much.

And the unlucky Yuan Zhan didn't know that the priest of his family could suddenly turn things around and save him without his efforts. At this time, he was fighting with his body underground.

Yan Mo didn't even know that Yuan Zhan was fighting with him. He was still waiting to see how Sama would recover the twenty-eight soldiers.

Naza took something, bypassed Yan Mo, and gave it to Sama himself.

Sama asked Yan Mo to step back and be very wary of him.

But Yan Mo wanted to see, he approached Sama, Sama pointed at him, ~you, stay away~"

~I just want to see what you are doing, I'm worried about my clan~" Yan Mo didn't move.

~ I said that if you can restore your clan, you will be able to restore it, this is the secret of my clan, and I can't show it to you~" Sama probably didn't have the concept of secret manipulation, and spoke very straightforwardly.

Yan Mo thought that Yuan Zhan was still in the hands of the opponent, and that there were still many things to ask for, so he did not continue to reluctantly.

It's not good to always use force to threaten others. Just compare your heart to your heart. If it is replaced by him, if you are constantly threatened, even if you don't make a mess, it will never make the other party comfortable.

Although Sama said not to show him, there is really no secret about its movements. It did not do anything to cover it. In front of Yan Mo, he stuffed the black seed-like objects into the twenty-eight soldiers. in the mouth.

This should be okay? If this is the case... Yan Mo's greedy heart suddenly rises, he wants those so-called dead seeds.

Sama stretched out a branch to Naza, and there was no sound between the two tree people, but Yan Mo felt that they were flowing.

Sama returned to the small island in the pool, and his body gradually sank into the big tree.

Naza and the maple tree people threw Bing and others into the pool respectively.

~So they don't drown? ~"

No one paid any attention to him.

Yan Mo touched his nose, he seemed to be hated by the tree people.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but since the twenty-eight warriors were thrown into the water pool, the golden light in the valley has become more prosperous, and even the body of Sama in the center of the island has become a little dazzling.

Did Sama do something?

Yan Mo tried his best to look down at the bottom of the pool, but this pool was also interesting, with distinct layers of water color. The water on the upper layer was very clear, but when it reached the middle layer, it became green, and nothing could be seen below.

Naza walked to Yan Mo's side, but didn't get too close.

Yan Mo guessed that it might have known something from their Sama.

Naza was obviously not very happy and said: ~ It takes time to restore your clan, when the sun rises tomorrow, your clan will be able to recover, during this period, you can't stay here, you come with me~"

Yan Mo folded his arms and suddenly smiled, ~Pay attention to the tone of your words, Brother Feng. Again, don't forget, you captured my clan first and used their bodies and lives to nurture your offspring, you should help me restore their vitality, unless you want me and my clan to become your enemy-"

Before Naza spoke, the maple tree people who heard around them started to make a fuss.

Naza made a long, deep sound, and the tree people fell silent.

~You have the blood of the longevity family, as long as you don't take the initiative to attack us, we will not become enemies with you~" Naza's attitude softened.

Yan Mo also went down the slope. All he had to do was let the other party know that he was not a soft persimmon. ~ I respect your secrets and your living habits. If any other human sees you treat their clans like this , that clan will inevitably be at odds with the Feng clan. I think you know this very well."

~Remember your promise, human. come with me~"

promise? Did he promise anything? He said respect, but did not say accept it. But as long as the Feng tribe doesn't take the people of the Jiuyuan tribe as prey, he doesn't care how the Feng tribe nurtures their descendants-is there still less trees and wild animals to eat? Everyone is just trying to survive.

Naza took him back the same way, but halfway through, he turned into a very narrow fork.

The fork got lower and darker and darker, and the moss glowing dimly on both sides of the path became more and more conspicuous.

The sound of water came from the front, and there was about an underground river flowing from below.

Yan Mo looked up at the sky, the original line of sky was no longer visible, and it was full of wrong bells and protruding rocks.

Naza seems to have led him into an underground melting group.

~You stay here tonight, and I'll take you out tomorrow~"

Yan Mo laughed, ~this is not a place to entertain guests~"

~We don't want to be your enemy, but you are not a guest~"

Yan Mo discovered one of the major characteristics or shortcomings of the Feng Clan. They were too honest and direct in their speech, and they even acted like this. If it were a human being, if they knew they couldn't offend the other party, they wouldn't give them the best treatment, nor would they put them in a dungeon like a prisoner. No one would want to offend a big guy just because of poor hospitality. enemy.

However, Naza and Sama directly reflected their concerns in their actions. They were afraid of him, so they locked him up and completely separated him from the Feng people.

Naza left that sentence and left in a hurry.

Yan Mo is completely speechless. Anyway, you can leave me some dead branches and grass to make torches. With such a dark light, I even have a problem with walking, okay?

Could Yan Mo be the one who stayed obediently in a dungeon-like place and waited for the master to release him? What's more, there is no door in this cell to block him.

As soon as Naza left, Yan Mo also lifted his foot and walked out, but after a while, he realized... He was fooled!

Those cunning treemen!

Whether those tree people did it on purpose or not, they couldn't hide the fact that he had lost his way!

He thought he was walking out the same way, and he followed the glowing moss, and wrote down the direction Naza went back, but as he walked, he found that there were more and more glowing moss around him, definitely more than he had just before. It was much more time to enter this underground melting dòng, and then he realized that he had gone the wrong way.

But when he wanted to go back the same way, he found that he couldn't find the way. There are many similar passages in this dòng. If you take the wrong one, then you don't want to go back to the right path.

Very good, but the wild goose pecked wild goose all day long and blinded his eyes. Thinking that people are being honest is being honest, and that people are being direct and not playing tricks. What is the result?

Yan Mo sneered in his heart and called the nearest bee guard.

get lost? As long as he has the bee guard on him, he can never get lost!

When he first met the tree man, he let his red wings and flying thorns leave him temporarily. The man-eater bees had already reported to him that their poison was useless against those treants, so leaving the red wings and stingers would only increase their casualties.

Although Red Wing and Thing Thorn left him, they didn't fly far. Those treemen were probably used to the various creatures in the Black Forest. They saw that there was a swarm of man-eating bees in the territory. Seeing that they were not a direct threat to them, they didn't care.

After Yan Mo called, he stayed where he was, waiting for the bee guards to pick him up.

At this time, he was free to look at the surrounding environment.

There is nothing to see in the desert, there is no light shining, and there is no strange and wonderful stone scene, and the brightness of the underground moss is not enough, so that people can barely see the road under their feet.

The dòng is very wet, and the sound of the underground river is endless, but the river can't be found.

who are you? "

Yan Mo's body froze, and he heard a voice sound directly in his mind.

A normal speaking voice, not a singing voice.

It's been a long time since he had a normal conversation, but Yan Mo felt very kind when he heard this voice.

hallucinations?

No human has ever been here before, you are human... Huh? You... boy, come closer and let me see. "

Ding! Yan Mo's eyes lit up. The underground dòngxué, the dark space, the unidentified voices, and the kind words of a child, what does this represent?

Yan Mo was very busy during his lifetime and seldom read novels, but as long as anyone with a little social contact will know the classic routines for the protagonist to get adventures in such novels and movies.

Where are you? who are you? "Yan Mo turned around slowly and looked around with wide eyes.

It's a pity that no matter how big his eyes are, he can only see a little shadowy stone shadow.

I'm Sama, the previous generation of the Feng family, don't be afraid, child, I'll pick you up. "As the voice sounded in his head, an arm-thin rattan was rolled silently towards Yan Mo's waist.

Yan Mo clenched the scalpel the moment the rattan touched him.

But just as the cane touched his skin, it shrank back.

At the same time, Yan Mo also felt a violent impact in his lower abdomen, and the seeds of the undead tree were even more excited than seeing little Sama.

Yan Mo covered his stomach and frowned fiercely.

Old Sama? "Yan Mo asked tentatively.

After a while, the voice sounded in his mind again. Unexpectedly, you brought the fruit of witch luck, and it can grow directly in your body. "

Do you know the fruit of witch luck? Yan Mo was surprised, but he still heard Yuan Zhan talk about his experience of meeting the Sun-Bai Clan with Xie, and then he speculated that the fruit in his belly was the fruit of witchcraft that both the She Clan Great Witch and the Sun-Bai Clan Witch wanted to get.

The voice in my head seemed to be laughing, and of course I knew that when I was young, more than a dozen human tribes and the blood tribe of the gods fought a war for it. "

God's blood tribe? "